The Papal Palace.
Chen Feng lay on the pope's jade bed, watching Bibi Dong get dressed. "Dongdong, are you really so heartless?"
"It's been three years. It's time to end this."
Bibi Dong spoke without expression.
"Is that so?"
Chen Feng held out his hand, and his martial soul took shape in his palm.
It was a small tree with only a trunk and a single branch.
The trunk was gray, but the branch was dark purple.
Dark purple leaves covered the branch, dark purple flowers bloomed all over it, and a dark purple fruit hung at its tip.
Bibi Dong scoffed. "What? You want to fight me? You may have innate level 20 soul power, but you've spent all your time on me these past three years. You don't even have a single soul ring. I could poke you to death with one finger."
Chen Feng did not respond to that. He merely asked with a smile, "Do you know what it means when my martial soul grows a branch?"
At his question, Bibi Dong said indifferently, "It means you have a family member."
As she spoke, her gaze wandered, not daring to meet Chen Feng's eyes.
Three years ago, Chen Feng had appeared out of thin air in her bedchamber.
She had intended to kill the uninvited guest outright, but his martial soul had caught her attention.
A family tree martial soul, transcendent god level, with innate level 20 soul power.
It was a martial soul even more terrifying than the Six-Winged Angel.
Of course, what had truly attracted her was its special ability.
For every family member he gained, it would grow a branch.
The branches could produce mysterious energy, continuously feeding it back to their corresponding family members to strengthen their martial souls, bodies, and souls, and even directly increase their soul power.
With the help of such a branch, Bibi Dong thought she might be able to pass her Divine Trial and become a god ahead of time.
So she had abandoned her plan to kill Chen Feng and placed him under house arrest instead.
Originally, she had only wanted to use Chen Feng to improve her strength and resist the corrosion of Rakshasa evil qi.
Unexpectedly, over those three years, she discovered that Chen Feng had unknowingly become her heart demon.
Unless she severed this heart demon, she would be unable to pass her Divine Trial.
Yet she could not bring herself to kill Chen Feng outright.
Nor could she bear to let him leave.
After all, his transcendent god level talent was one of a kind.
To sever her heart demon completely, she had come up with a mad plan.
"What about when the branch grows leaves?" Chen Feng continued asking.
Bibi Dong did not answer, because she did not know either.
Chen Feng said with a smile, "When leaves grow, it means that female family member likes me a little. When flowers bloom, it means she's starting to fall in love with me. When it bears fruit, it means that woman has fallen for me completely."
"Shut up!"
Humiliated into anger, Bibi Dong unleashed a terrifying surge of pressure, yet deliberately kept it away from the jade bed.
"I will appoint you Spirit Hall Saint Son. From now on, I will be your teacher."
She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I'll have someone send word to Qian Renxue and tell her to return to Spirit Hall."
Chen Feng frowned and asked in confusion, "Why are you bringing her back?"
"To marry you," Bibi Dong said indifferently.
"What?"
Utterly shocked, Chen Feng reached out to touch Bibi Dong's forehead, but she dodged him. Speechless, he said, "Bibi Dong, is there something wrong with your head?"
Bibi Dong said indifferently, "It's settled."
Having Chen Feng marry Qian Renxue was her plan.
She could sever her heart demon and keep Chen Feng in Spirit Hall, killing two birds with one stone.
"You think Qian Renxue will agree?"
Chen Feng sneered.
Bibi Dong said indifferently, "If she refuses, you'll marry her by force. She has no say in this."
"And what if I refuse?" Chen Feng pressed.
Bibi Dong glanced at him with a hint of a smile. "With a martial soul like yours, would you refuse? If you really refuse, I'll kill every woman in the world. Go ahead and see whether I'm capable of doing it."
The corner of Chen Feng's mouth twitched. This madwoman might really do something like that.
"Rest for now. I'll send someone to fetch you later."
With that, Bibi Dong turned and left.
Chen Feng rubbed his forehead, feeling somewhat troubled.
He turned to look at the fruit on his family tree's branch, a trace of anticipation appearing on his face.
Three years ago, he had transmigrated from Blue Star and landed on Bibi Dong's bed, nearly getting killed by her.
To stay alive, he had been forced to reveal some information about his martial soul, successfully arousing Bibi Dong's curiosity and saving his life.
Then he had spent three years making her fall for him completely.
Of course, there were still some secrets about his martial soul that he had not revealed.
For instance, the leaves, flowers, and fruit that grew on the family tree's branches all had special uses.
Once leaves grew, he could speak remotely with the family member corresponding to that branch.
Once flowers bloomed, Chen Feng could teleport directly to the corresponding family member's side, or teleport that family member to his side.
Once fruit formed, he could forcibly draw on the corresponding family member's soul power from a distance, or transfer soul power to them remotely.
The fruit could also be picked and transformed into various treasures.
For example, soul rings, soul bones, Martial Soul Fusion Skills, innate domains, and so on.
The grade of the resulting treasure was closely tied to the strength of the family member corresponding to the branch.
Bibi Dong was a Titled Douluo. If it transformed into a soul ring or soul bone, it would be at the hundred-thousand-year level, and it would be a perfect match that he could absorb without any risk.
Chen Feng grasped the fruit and gently plucked it.
Hum!
A strange energy surged, and the fruit burst into dazzling light.
A moment later, a dark purple fruit core floated above his palm.
"Dark purple? It looks a little like the Rakshasa God's God-bestowed Soul Ring?"
A trace of surprise appeared in Chen Feng's eyes. "But the Rakshasa God's God-bestowed Soul Ring is a dark purple crystal. Mine is a fruit core."
The absorption process was painless and risk-free.
The fruit core merged into his body and immediately became a red soul ring.
Powerful energy began feeding back into him, strengthening his martial soul, body, and soul, while also tempering his soul power.
Unfortunately, his total soul power did not increase in the slightest.
If a Soul Master with level 20 soul power absorbed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring beyond his normal limits, or absorbed a God-bestowed Soul Ring that reached the hundred-thousand-year level, his soul power would skyrocket by at least 20 levels.
But looking at it another way, neither absorbing a soul ring beyond one's normal limits nor even absorbing a God-bestowed Soul Ring could make the first soul ring of one's first martial soul reach a hundred thousand years. There were gains and losses.
Moreover, the soul rings and soul bones produced from the fruit could continue increasing in age as the corresponding family member's cultivation improved.
Collecting himself, he began examining his first soul skill. Just like absorbing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring normally, it had actually given him two soul skills.
Death Entanglement: released branches carrying an aura of death to entangle enemies. The aura of death would continuously corrode their soul power, accelerating its consumption.
Rakshasa Spider Spikes: the branches grew spider spikes carrying Rakshasa toxin. When the spikes pierced an enemy's body, they would inject Rakshasa toxin, numbing the nerves, corroding the soul, and inducing Heart Demon Illusions.
After examining his two first soul skills, Chen Feng was deeply astounded.
An aura of death combined with Rakshasa toxin-anyone caught in that entanglement would truly be at his mercy.
This was far more powerful than Tang San's Mother's Entanglement.
"Young Master Chen, Teacher asked me to take you to the Worship Hall."
Just then, an alluring female voice rang out from outside the bedchamber.
"Understood."
Chen Feng withdrew his martial soul, changed his clothes, and walked out.
Bibi Dong wants me to marry Qian Renxue by force?
I seem to be looking forward to it a little.
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